Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 737 - 473 Digging into History_1

Living in this rainforest, encounters with giant serpents are common, and the tribe members are familiar with these snakes.

Speaking of giant serpents, or more precisely, Olive Pythons, they are lazier and tamer compared to the more ferocious and man-eating Reticulated Pythons.

But that doesn’t mean their ability to cause harm is weak.

The Chieftain recognized the serpent resting on the deadwood by the riverbank in front of them.

Its temperament isn’t bad, but it’s not particularly good either.

Generally, the tribal people and this large snake do not bother each other, preferring to avoid one another when they meet and certainly keep children away from it.

They lived together in peace.

Expedition teams had previously come to the village for rest, and the Chieftain had seen researchers capture this large snake to record data. It seemed like three or four researchers, who exerted a lot of effort to catch the snake, put it on a boat, completed their records, and then released it back into the water.

But in all these years, the Chieftain had never before seen someone take a photo at such a perilously close distance without any protective measures!

Completely unprofessional!

It was like a death-seeking tourist voluntarily offering up their head!

But this "death-seeking tourist" was on his boat, and someone of special status at that. If anything were to happen, it would certainly bring a lot of trouble and draw an investigation from the Union Protection Bureau.

The Chieftain, in a foul mood, darkened in countenance and was just about to scold.

However, Feng Yi spoke before he could open his mouth:

"Don’t worry, I’m a professional."

As he talked, Feng Yi gently slid his hand over the trunk of the serpent.

He wanted to see where on the snake’s body the spinal bone that the Chieftain had corresponded to.

Had the skeleton been intact, Feng Yi would have been able to order all of the bones, but with only one vertebra from the Chieftain, he wasn’t quite sure.

Fortunately, there was a reference point. With this serpent in front of him, he soon found it.

"Ah, here."

Feng Yi pointed to a certain spot on the serpent’s spine and said to the Chieftain, "The vertebra you have comes from this location."

The Chieftain still had a tense expression, his eyes dark and silent.

They were familiar with giant serpents, and now they could see that this serpent didn’t have the intention to attack, nor did it show signs of avoidance or alertness, remaining still. If it weren’t for the flickering of its forked tongue, one might doubt it was a living creature!

After taking the necessary shots and recording a few data points, Feng Yi stowed away his camera, thanked the serpent, and only then turned to the Chieftain, "Shall we continue?"

Today, he wanted to discuss the matter of the "Great Beast Serpan" with the Chieftain and check out the area where Serpan’s burial site was located.

The Chieftain rowed the boat away. After moving some distance ahead, he looked back at where the serpent had been.

After they left, the snake quickly slipped into the water. Seemingly clumsy on land, it was very agile in the water. It swam for a while, undulating its long body, before sinking down.

Throughout, it did not seem to be ill.

Doubt flickered in the Chieftain’s eyes.

Why did this wild, healthy rainforest predator behave so tamely just now?

Without an answer to his question, the Chieftain did not dwell on the issue for long. Soon, they began their conversation for the day.

Perhaps it was the shocking scene they had just witnessed that affected him, but the Chieftain was cooperative throughout the talk. Matters he was previously considering, he now affirmed.

The Chieftain agreed to take Feng Yi to the Great Beast Serpan’s burial site.

"Shall we go ashore now, prepare a bit, and then set out?" Feng Yi asked, "Or you could just point me in the general direction, and I can make my own way there."

"The place is not easy to find. It has undergone storms before, and that area is difficult to navigate," the Chieftain replied.

He did not trust Feng Yi to go alone, not because he was concerned for Feng Yi’s safety, but because he wanted to see for himself what this person would do.

The distance was not short, and time was pressing. In order to return to the village before the sun set, they promptly went back to make preparations soon after their discussion, with the Chieftain bringing along three villagers as well.

The villagers moved quickly through the rainforest. The Chieftain had been worried that Feng Yi wouldn’t be able to keep up, but they soon discovered that not only could he keep pace, he could also take photographs along the way!

In other words, if it weren’t for capturing material, Feng Yi would have easily left the villagers far behind!

The tribal villagers, with a competitive spirit, quickened their pace, managing to reach their destination nearly an hour ahead of the anticipated time.

Feng Yi observed the area.

Once ravaged by storms during a period of climate anomalies, with flooding that washed away many ancient trees, it had been two to three decades, and the recovering vegetation was quickly healing this wounded land.

The Chieftain and the villagers first performed a kneeling ceremony there.

This was not only the burial ground of the Great Beast Serpan; it was also where their ancestors lived.

After the ceremony, the Chieftain looked towards Feng Yi, who wasn’t far away.

As the tribe’s Chieftain, the development of his tribe was critical, as were his beliefs.

He needed to consider many factors to make the right decisions and choices.

They did indeed regard the "Great Beast Serpan" as their guardian deity.

If it were a few years earlier, the Chieftain wouldn’t have agreed to take Feng Yi here.

But now, the situation was different. He knew that another tribe had unearthed a bone elsewhere, but those people had not recognized it.

In the future, perhaps more people would discover the remains of the Great Beast Serpan.

If exposure was inevitable, they might as well leave the problem to the experts at the Union Protection Bureau!

The faith remained. If Serpan’s burial site hadn’t been destroyed by the storms during the period of disaster, the people of his tribe would still guard the burial site and not allow anyone to disturb it.